Leftover Girl's Neverland

Chapter 280 Gifts
Clenched hands, tightened, tightened again, and then slowly loosened.

"Why, I'm so out of my mind that I don't even know the way," Wang Zhixing's face suddenly burst into a smile, "Or are you kid not sleeping at night and talking nonsense during the day?"

Wang Zhigang was already prepared in his heart to be scolded by Wang Zhixing, or even punched twice, but he did not expect that the elder brother suddenly laughed, and laughed so creepily, he resisted the urge to rub his arms, and hurriedly laughed:

"No, that's right, second brother, you see, I've been busy doing business all day long, and I'm so confused, so what, I'll be there when the day comes, don't worry, hehe..."

Said, Wang Zhigang ran down the mountain, grandma, if you have money, you have to spend your life.What Wang Erlang said was right, he was really out of his mind, and he would go to bullshit for Wang Yongsong's 200 yuan. There is no beating, but the fist is not soft at all.

"What's the matter, really?" Wang Zhixing let out a deep breath, and when he noticed that Meng Zhen was staring at him, he touched his face and asked in puzzlement.

"You really don't care?"

Meng Zhen looked into his eyes fixedly, waiting for his answer.

"What do you care about? Really, your expression is a bit scary!"

Wang Zhixing looked a little uncomfortable, and two blushes appeared on his wheat-colored face.

"Rumors in the village and others saying that you married me for money, don't you care?"

"Hey, that's it," Wang Zhixing said with a sigh of relief, scratching his head, "They're right, I really don't have any money from you. However, I'm only in my 30s now, and it's the prime time to start a business, hehe, I have the confidence to make my career bigger. Don't worry, after you marry me, I will support you!"

"You really think so?" Meng Zhen was overjoyed when she heard this. She hugged Wang Zhixing's waist, buried her face in his clothes, and said sullenly, "You said this. You support me!"

"Well, don't worry!"

After Wang Zhixing said these words, his heart became much more open.There have been a lot of gossip in the village recently, and his mother nagged in his ears every day, saying that she didn't care about it at all.

He was just released last year as a reform-through-labour prisoner with nothing but himself.Looking at the present, after his own hard work, he has owned a company with great development prospects in just one year, and the deposits in the bank are increasing every day.

That's right, Meng Zhen is indeed richer than him now, but in the future, he doesn't believe that a big man will never be as good as a woman.

Perhaps because of the removal of the psychological burden, when Meng Zhen hears some sarcastic remarks, he can also be very calm-the horses are all floating clouds, and so are the rumors.

And those in the village who are interested in watching the excitement don't care what they say when they see the parties involved, as if their fists are hitting cotton, and it doesn't hurt or itch.People didn't respond, and what I said was boring.

Immediately afterwards, the Mengzhen Hot Spring was opened to the villagers for free for three days, and fresh cider was also provided.Soaking in other people's hot springs, drinking other people's fruit wine, no one is embarrassed to say sour things about him.

Thinking about how much I still rely on Meng Zhen to make money, even if I really envy and hate, I still have to keep it in my heart, and I won't offend a family if I say it.

Slowly, the turmoil deliberately provoked by some people faded away silently.Meng Zhen and Wang Zhixing also prepared their engagement banquet in an orderly manner.

On this day, the two of them drove to Shangcheng County to visit Meng Zhen's mother at the cemetery.

"Mom, I'm getting married!"

Meng Zhen arranged the sacrifices and lit a bunch of incense candles. In the curling smoke, she said to her mother silently.

"Mother Meng, don't worry, I will take good care of Meng Zhen!"

Wang Zhixing also put a stick of incense on it. He had never met Meng Zhen's mother, but he married someone else's daughter, so at least he had to make a promise to Meng Zhen's mother.

The two stood quietly in front of the cemetery, as if they were performing some kind of solemn ceremony.

Coming out of the cemetery, Meng Zhen took Wang Zhixing to his aunt's house together.She had also notified her aunt about her engagement, but she still wanted her to see Wang Zhixing so that she could feel at ease.

Since my aunt got the news that her niece was going to get married, she has been busy preparing things for her child to get married.Meng Zhen is her niece in name, but she has always regarded Zhenzhen as her own daughter, especially Meng Zhen also knows how to be grateful. With the joint efforts of the two, the relationship between them is the deepest.

Now, the child that she always worries about is getting married, and she, the aunt, must prepare a big gift for Zhenzhen.

"Auntie, what do you think of him?"

Meng Zhen leaned against his aunt's ear and asked with a smile.

"Well, he is not small, and he is also quite strong. It should be easy to carry a gas tank."

The auntie also had a smile on her face, she nodded repeatedly as she looked at Wang Zhixing who was chatting with her husband.

"Oh, auntie, I'm not a worker looking for a job. What's the point of carrying a gas tank!" Meng Zhen was speechless. Her uncle was relatively weak, and even the gas tank was half-dragged and half-carried up the stairs. So my aunt always judges whether a man can do it by whether he can carry a gas tank.

"Well, the young man is also quite energetic. Hey, what did you just say he does?"

"I run a logistics company, and the fruits I send you are also transported by their company!"

Meng Zhen pointed to the shelves of the fruit shop next door and said proudly.But when her eyes swept across the door, why did she seem to see Aunt Mou? !
"Oh, not bad, it's not bad," the aunt praised again, well, Zhenzhen has pretty good eyesight, their family is not a famous family, it is safer to find a more ordinary partner.

"Hey, auntie, has that relative named Mou come to see you again?"

Meng Zhen looked at the door steadily, but there was nothing, could he be dazzled?

"Aunt Mou Biao? Oh, I've been here, just last week," the aunt tilted her head and thought for a while, then said uncertainly: "It seems that the day before you called to say you were engaged, she suddenly came to ask, my jade Where is the fragment of the bracelet? I was really annoyed by her, so I said angrily that I threw it away. She asked where it was thrown away, and I was so entangled that I had to tell her the truth."

"Pieces? Auntie, you mean she wants jade pieces this time?"

Meng Zhen trembled suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he hurriedly asked.

"That's right, she said that since it was already broken, she wanted to keep her ancestor's things in mind, and she said that she didn't need to give her anything, and she only wanted one piece. But I gave you all the pieces, let alone a piece Well, not even half a dollar!"

My aunt didn't understand what was so strange about this bracelet, why the cousin of the Mou family seemed to be possessed by a demon and wanted it desperately.

"Oh, that's right. Is she still in the county now?"

"Well, she seems to be gone. She used to live in the Four Seasons Hotel in the county seat. The other day your cousin went to the hotel to deliver fruit and asked the front desk casually. They said she had left long ago!"

Meng Zhen didn't speak, but nodded silently. Then what was the figure she saw just now? !

The days passed quickly, and it was the eighth day of the lunar calendar in a blink of an eye. Wang Zhixing's house was also renovated. Two red lanterns were hung on each side of the courtyard pillars, and red ribbons were hung on the door frames and trees. There were festive songs playing on the stereo at the door, and a strong sense of joy rushed over.

There are not many relatives in the Wang family, and those who came were all very close ones, such as Wang Sanye, Wang Yongming, Wang Zhihai, Meng Xiangshun, and several business partners of Wang Zhixing and relatives of his grandmother's natal family.

Compared with the few relatives in the Wang family, the group of relatives and friends of Meng Zhen's family is particularly strong: the aunts and uncles in the hometown, the aunts and uncles and cousins, Chen Xue's family, Liu Jing and Zhang Liangyu's family, and Some netizens, Lanyou, and representatives of the management staff of the villa, a large group of men, women, old and young.

In addition to the relatives and friends of both parties, many folks from the village, whether neighbors or family members, were willing to join in the ceremony.

At noon, the ceremony officially began. The master of ceremonies was Meng Yang, the director of the literature and art department of the villa. The little girl often hosts shows in the villa, and she is not at all stage-frightened when facing the people in the courtyard. Meng Zhen, who was dressed in a red Chinese dress, came to the rostrum, and both bowed to thank relatives and friends who came to the wedding, and thanked each other's parents.

Then came the guests' speeches. As the top leader of Zhoujiazhuang, Ding Yi was the best choice for the guests.Moreover, he had a very good impression of Meng Zhen and Wang Zhixing, not to mention that the three of them were partners, so Secretary Ding boasted about the two engaged parties, which was not stingy.

"...Today we jointly witnessed the solemn engagement ceremony of Meng Zhen and Wang Zhixing. I believe that we will participate in their wedding ceremony again soon. Here, on behalf of myself, I sincerely wish the two couples a happy [-] years Come together, love each other, and spend every day in the future happily together!"

As soon as Ding finished his congratulations, Meng Zhen and Wang Zhixing exchanged engagement rings amid the cheers of the crowd. Since then, the two have been half-married couples.

After the ceremony, the newlyweds toasted to the guests. Meng Zhen held the wine bottle, and Wang Zhixing held the wine glass. The two thanked their relatives and friends one by one.

The bustling day passed quickly, and Meng Zhen, who had been standing in high heels for a whole day, slumped on the sofa in a disfigured manner.

"Sister, someone sent a congratulatory gift, take a look!"

Zheng Jian and Wang Zhixing drove to see their relatives off. When they came back, they met the logistics staff. They handed Zheng Jian a package, saying it was an engagement gift from Meng Zhen's relatives.

"Oh, who is it?"

Meng Zhen struggled to sit up. An engagement is not a marriage. She basically only notified some of her closest relatives and friends. When these relatives and friends came, they directly handed over the gift money and gifts to the bookkeeper. Why did they still send them by mail?
"It's not written on it, it's just the address of our home!"

Zheng Jian put the package on the coffee table and stared at it curiously, "Sister, open it and have a look, it's quite heavy for me to carry!"

"Well, let me see!"

Meng Zhen was also wondering, she took out a fruit knife from the fruit plate, opened the package, and there was a black plastic bag inside, she took the plastic bag out of the carton, then unbuttoned the plastic bag, and a bright red Something was presented to her:

"My God, what is this?"

"Like, like a skinned dead cat!"

As soon as Wang Zhixing entered the door, he heard Meng Zhen's exclamation. He hurried over and saw that there was a pile of bloody flesh and blood in the black plastic bag. He frowned and said.

"Who, who is so wicked, I got this for engagement!"

Zheng Jian also felt terrified, he turned his eyes away and cursed angrily.

"Here is another note." Wang Zhixing was more courageous. He tied the plastic bag without changing his face, and was about to stuff it back into the paper box, but found that there was still a piece of white paper in the paper box. The blood reads: "Blood for blood!"

(End of this chapter)